UGHHH I love this fic so much! I love the way you write their dialogue and banter so much. I love Jack asking Robby to tell him all about his hannukah traditions, showing him how what is important to Robby is important to him... it's so special and warm and perfect!!!
“I want to learn to say them with you,” Jack announces.
Just the idea of Jack doing that for him makes Robby blink hard a few times. The blessing reminds him of his bubbe, so he’s already feeling a little emotional.
UGHHH I'm emotional too I love this moment so fucking much,
“Don’t ever say that to me again,” he says, firm. “And don’t ever say that you don’t have a family again, either. It’s you and me, Mike. You know that, don’t you?”
Robby looks into Jack’s big hazel eyes, full of intensity like always. He thinks he might have missed something in that look. Not the whole time, but these last couple of years. Jack has been there, steady and present and reliable, for no other reason than because he wanted to be.
“Yeah,” Robby says. He presses his hand to Jack’s cheek. He likes the way Jack’s stubble rasps against his palm. “I think I do.”
God this is so fucking good. My favorite part... Robby's finally figuring it out 🥹 I love it so much!
So happy to have been a little part of this fic, thank you so much for writing it and sharing it with us!!!
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